Page 36 of Desiring an Angel

“That’s what reminder notes are for.”

Wetness coated her eyes. “I grew up on a farm.”

“I love that you learned how to be a hard worker at a young age.”

“You’re stubborn, aren’t you?” she asked with a soft, unsteady chuckle.

I grinned. “I can be, yes.”

Her gaze dropped to my mouth, and the hunger in her eyes dissolved my smile. “I like that you hardly know me and yet you argue in my defense when I point out my flaws,” she said, her voice thick.

I slid my thumb over her lower lip, the soft flesh parting from the upper. Her breath caught, and my groin tightened.

“I really want to kiss you,” I murmured, stepping closer, leaving a mere inch between our bodies.

Her gaze lifted to my eyes. Black pupils swelled, revealing mutual desire. “What about Rhett?” she whispered.

My smile returned, and I brushed my nose over hers, loving how she thought of him and how he might feel about us kissing without him being present.

“He gave me his blessing to kiss you good night if things went well,” I said, still cradling her cheeks in my hands.

“And do you think it did?” Her warm, sweet breath caressed my mouth. “Go well?”

I rubbed my nose along hers again, drawing out the moment. Teasing. Driving me insane with intense longing. “Yes.”

One step brought our bodies into contact from knees to chest—and she felt better against my front than any woman ever had.

“Sky…” I whispered her name and kissed her.

Softly. Gently. A mere brush of lips.

“Oh God,” she whispered against my mouth—and wound her arms around my neck, holding on tight, a harsh tremble causing her to shudder.

I licked into her mouth, and she let me in, meeting me stroke for stroke, igniting the sparks between us into combustible flames. My dick hardened in seconds, throbbing, begging me to grind against her.

But Rhett had given his blessing on kissing, not full-on making out.

At the thought of him, my arousal kicked in times two, and I groaned into Skylar’s mouth, wishing he stood behind her, his lips on her neck, his hands reaching around to grab my ass to bracket her warmth between us.

My cell buzzed in my back pocket, and I tore myself away from her, easing back. Both of us breathed hard. The black of her pupils dominated her green eyes, and her mouth appeared swollen and red from mine. She licked her lower lip, shooting another bolt of lust through my groin.

Hungry girl.

I smirked and gave her a quick peck on the tip of her nose while fishing out my cell.

Rhett: Dad finally pulled the plug. I’ll call you in the morning.

My breath left in a rush, arousal leaking away as my throat tightened over his blunt words and their crystal clear meaning.

“What’s wrong?” Sky asked, touching my forearm.

“Rhett’s father finally made the choice to take his wife off life support.” I wanted to call Rhett, but his stating he would get in contact with me in the morning was typical Rhett, shutting down whatever emotions he felt rising up inside him. He indirectly asked for space, and while I would give him silence to process overnight, I refused to allow him to be alone.

Skylar threw her arms around me, hugging me tight. “You need to go to him.”

“Yes,” I didn’t hesitate to answer, tears stinging my eyes.

“I-I can catch an Uber or something back to Nora’s,” she said, pulling away to wrap her arms around herself.

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